Stoned
Shiner Lyrics


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I fastened down the nails, thick and overgrown
And wrapped up like an embryo, it's turning into red from monotone.
When the party died, we sang until we cried.
Celebrate the bleary eyed. The king of everything has been dethroned.

It makes us stoned. It keeps us stoned.

It's always the same way, involving the same lines.

When the bon fire died, we hung them out to dry.
The chaperones to supervise could not contain the riot, so they let it roll.





It makes us stoned, and keeps us stoned.

Overall Meaning

In Shiner's song "Stoned", the lyrics describe a wild party that has taken place and left a mark on the participants. The first line, "I fastened down the nails, thick and overgrown", could be interpreted as the singer trying to contain or control the wildness of the scene. The next line, "And wrapped up like an embryo, it's turning into red from monotone", suggests that despite the attempt at control, the party has taken on a life of its own and has become something vibrant and passionate.


The chorus, "It makes us stoned. It keeps us stoned", indicates that the party has left a lasting impact on the participants. The repetition of these lines emphasizes the idea that the party has become an all-consuming presence in their lives. The second verse describes the aftermath of the party, with the line "When the bon fire died, we hung them out to dry" suggesting that the participants have been left to deal with the consequences of their actions.


Overall, the lyrics of "Stoned" describe a scene of chaotic revelry that has had a profound impact on those involved. The repetition of the chorus emphasizes the lasting nature of this impact, and suggests that the participants may never fully recover from their wild ride.


Line by Line Meaning

I fastened down the nails, thick and overgrown
I worked hard to try to keep things together, reinforcing the things that desperately needed support.


And wrapped up like an embryo, it's turning into red from monotone.
The situation is becoming increasingly heated, transforming into something quite different from what it was before.


When the party died, we sang until we cried.
Even once the fun was over, we kept going, clinging to the experience despite the emotions it evoked.


Celebrate the bleary eyed. The king of everything has been dethroned.
We revel in our bleary-eyed state, feeling triumphant over the sense of domination that has been relinquished.


It makes us stoned. It keeps us stoned.
The experience itself is what keeps us in this heightened state.


It's always the same way, involving the same lines.
This situation is not a new experience, but rather a familiar one that we seem to reenact time and time again.


When the bon fire died, we hung them out to dry.
Once the center of attention was gone, we cast out the things that had helped us get there.


The chaperones to supervise could not contain the riot, so they let it roll.
Those tasked with control were powerless to reign us in, instead allowing us to continue on unchecked.




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